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Tracking :)
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OOC: I'm probably gonna start posting in here around 4 or 5, since I have school and homework. Yall can start whenever tho of course.
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OOC: It's 12 am here so im going to head to bed ahaha, i'll post in the morning.
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OOC: Holy shit I'm seven hours ahead of you
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Healer || 38 moons || Crush: Open || Patient, calm, self-conscious || Blind
The large mass of ginger, grey and white fur shifted slightly as the sun's rays began to peek into the den, the feline's head lifted and a small groan escaped her lips. Eventually she rose to her paws, her body lowering into a much needed stretch. The healer turned her head, her grey nose lifted in the air, her eyes were closed but they didn't matter much to the she-cat, closing them made no difference. Halfmoon sighed softly before slowly exiting the den, she found it easier as she got older to navigate her den and the camp, her mind remembering the routes. The fluffy she-cat smiled as she felt the fresh air ruffle her pelt, she turned her head, her ears perked as she tried to scent which cats were up and about.
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Charter || 32 moons || Crush: Open || Feisty, photographic memory, slightly rude, focused || Very small
The small brown she-cat felt her ears perk and slowly she lifted her head, her eye lids peeling back to show bright sea blue eyes. The she-cat glanced up and a smile formed on her face, one of the reasons she loved the dens was the open roof, the small feline got to her paws and excited the den, her mouth opening in a yawn. Oceaneyes glanced around camp, a small smile appearing on her face as she spotted her tribe's Healer exciting her den, the brown female turned and headed towards the pile of freshly caught prey, she gently nosed through the pile and eventually pulled her head up, an Artling dangling from her jaws. Oceaneyes turned and headed towards her usual resting spot in camp, she flopped down when she reached it and began to eat, carefully pulling the feathers off the creature.
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Warrior || 30 moons || Crush: Open || Confusing, focused, fiery temper || Long legs
The brown and white tabby woke with a start, his head shot up and his eyes were wide as he scanned the den, the tom relaxed and shook his head with a sigh, it wasn't the first time that he'd had nightmares about the rare creatures named Damlaks. Briarleap got to his paws and quickly exited his den, dipping his head to a familiar cat, Oceaneyes, as he spotted her by the prey pile, the warrior felt his stomach growl but he ignored it and started to head to the entrance of their tribe's camp. Briarleap wanted to get out and hunt, he knew there was enough prey to feed everyone but he enjoyed the thrill of the hunt and usually found himself out in the wilderness.
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Elder || 198 moons || Crush: Open || Lazy, wise, helpful, exceptional fighter || Sharp tongue
The old grey tom grumbled angrily to himself as he exited his den, though only taking a step to the side before flopping down next to the roofless structure. Silvertongue had barely gotten any sleep, the brightness of the Fire Cloud had kept him up all night, but it had of course partly been the elder's fault for watching the skies all night. Silvertongue heaved a sigh before laying on his side, his old bones begging for rest.
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OOC: If you haven't already, please start tracking the chat thread! The link is in the first post. We can discuss plot ideas there if yall want or we can wait for everyone to join in on the roleplay.
IC: The ginger furred guardian, MoonGaze, opened her eyes to the sunrise occurring above her head. She blinked sleep out of her eyes and smiled at the sky. She enjoyed the open roofs of the dens, for the stars always fascinated her. Hungry, MoonGaze made her way over to the fresh-kill pile and selected a glow fish from the top. She gave a cheerful good morning to Oceaneyes and Briarleap and began to eat.
Flame Song exited the den he shared with the warriors and charters, glancing around to see if his sister was awake yet. Coming to the conclusion that she wasn't, he looked to see who else was instead. He spotted Oceaneyes, his fellow charter, and moved to sit next to her. "How's that artling?" he asked, flashing her a smile. He wasn't particularly hungry yet, so he made no move to pick through the fresh-kill pile for breakfast.
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Charter || 32 moons || Crush: Open || Feisty, photographic memory, slightly rude, focused || Very small
OOC: I think I have :) I'll re-check, the post will be quite short because im leaving very soon for the movies
The small charter lifted her head as she heard someone approaching, she turned and greeted Moongaze back cheerfully, sending the Guardian a bright smile. Oceaneyes turned her head as another cat approached, she sent the tom a small smile before she pulled the creature apart delicately, she gently nosed one part towards Flamesong and lifted her head. "Quite good, though I think it's better for you to try some yourself". She laughed quietly.
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FlameSong laughed as well. "I would be delighted to if I were hungry enough. I'm feeling quite the contrary, however," he replied, looking towards the sun which was rising on the open Ilayan (how you would describe things from Ilayoh I guess, I just came up with it) horizon. He could see the silhouettes of a few Lumi Trees standing off in the distance and a yanno which ascended higher and higher into the morning sky. "What did you think of the Fire Cloud last night?" he inquired before continuing. "It was rather bright. Brighter than usual in my opinion."
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Charter || 32 moons || Crush: Open || Feisty, photographic memory, slightly rude, focused || Very small
OOC: I think this might be my last post before we leave. I should be back home and able to reply in about 3-5 hours at the most
The brown pelted she-cat shook her with and smiled, lifting her sea green eyes to the sky above. "Much brighter, it actually quite annoyed me, I had to turn away". Oceaneyes laughed softly.
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OOC: That's alright. My parents are gonna take my laptop before you get back anyway :(
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MoonGaze watched her tribe arise and move about the camp. She pulled the last bit of meat off the bones of her glow fish and licked her lips in satisfaction. The sun had risen completely over the horizon, still casting elongated shadows but high enough to clear the lumi trees that dotted the plains outside the camp.
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OOC: Hey Dean Winchester, the tribe live on a different planet where there are no mice. A list of predators and prey are on the first post. Also, please try and type more than one line or at least 3 sentences. I understand if you have a low muse but typing more tends to make it easier to reply (I don't wanna sound like I have a stick up my butt but it's just my personal preference and in the rules >.>)
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Oops, I completely forgot! Please forgive me. Will post soon
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OOC: It's cool :)
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Midnight opened his eyes, his jaws gaping in a yawn. He got up and stretched, then he padded into the clearing. He looked around the camp and saw MoonGaze and dipped his head in greeting.